The preliminary reviews of King Arthur are seeping through, and this one by Tom Long had me chuckling, particularly with his obsession with Keira Knightley's wardrobe (or lack thereof). Favourite bit:Little do they know that hordes of Saxons are landing on Britain's beaches, and they're set to murder everyone they encounter. Will Arthur and his buddies ride off into the sunset and let everyone in Britain get slaughtered, thus spoiling the eventual rise of the Beatles? Come on.Oh, I'm sure Malory's resting comfortably in the afterlife knowing his vision has finally been brought to the silver screen.
As for Long's final assessment ("If, on the other hand, anyone wants to make a film in which armies of nothing but leather-bikinied babes do battle with one another, I'm there"): Oh yeah, me too... Bring on the legions! Okay, all together now: ~~Sheee--- worrrrre--- annnn...~~
See also this review from The Washington Post, which begins with addressing what probably now amounts to every thirteen-year-old boy's fantasy of the moment:
It may be worth nine bucks to see the great young British actress Keira Knightley as a kill-crazed, blood-drenched pagan Tinker Bell, a pixie sprite with a battle ax chopping and hewing left and right. She bends it like Beckham with several pounds of cold steel and you think: Hmmm, that's a young lady with spunk!A young lady with spunk.... *extended, deliberate pause as Doctor J wrenches and twists his neck uncomfortably* Leave it alone, Doctor J, just leave it alone....
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